plummet

somewhere along the line i set my life track on plummet
i don't fall in love; i crash aground so hard i bury myself in the debris of shattered hearts
and mine tends to break on impact
sliced open by shards so razor sharp they mimic the curves in my twisting soul so closely the cuts won't stop bleeding
i don't just drop metaphor; i bomb verses from aircraft fleets so thick high noon over your city is more pitch than midnight
and opportunity doesn't just slip between my fingers; it breaks everything from the wrist down when it hits and keeps dropping
but straining through shattered knuckles i always manage to pick up the pieces and carry that heavy weight to accomplishment
and to put it simply sithout elusive wordplay: when transmitted from my mind to pen to audience earllobes these words whet appetites
and when particularly blessed inspire some to make hungry a few fans of their own
and a heart that can't truly be given can never be broken
and until this microphone grows lips, hips and a wit capable of unfucking my mind
i'll gladly resign myself to careen from one pretty girl to the next while keeping the depths of my love locked away for life and poetry only
i can always tell which way is up, i tend to travel the opposite direction
nose down and spiraling, mere inches from striking ground and smirking stupidly
so pleasantly i plummet
face upturned waiting to smash upon impact
arms outstretched anticipating that last embrace
but this cat landed feet first
licked his scars and carried on with that big chip on his shoulder stating 'fuck it'
shrugged off a couple of fleas, marked his territory then slept and dreamt of the man he once was
awoke to stand upright on two feet, chin high and eyes skyward
determined to never again fall farther than his hands can reach to find hope to hold onto
climbing up never once looking back to see how far he had plummet
i won't forget which way is down
the direction tears fall the wider my grin gets
each clambering grasp raising myself from the chasm of broken hopes is a promise to continue up and out
never again to follow the flow of shed blood and tears as they so pleasantly plummet